「Early morning.」
Sunlight streamed through a gap in the sheer curtains, pouring into the guest room like a waterfall.
Feng Mountain groggily opened his eyes, instinctively raising a hand to block the glaring light.
Yet, he felt a crushing weight on his chest, like a boulder, making it hard to breathe.
Forcing himself to lift his head, he saw a leg, clad in gray pajama pants, thrown domineeringly across his chest.
Feng Mountain frowned and shoved it away with all his might.
A muffled grunt of pain was heard as someone's shin slammed into the bedframe.
Clutching his throbbing temples, Feng Mountain sat up. A sour, bitter taste filled the back of his mouth as he surveyed his surroundings.
Only then did he realize he was lying in a large, unfamiliar bed.
